The more she worried, the quicker the trouble came.
Xin Lin felt her soul body becoming unstable, as if it could drift away at any moment.
This was a sign of insufficient Spiritual Power, an early return to the physical body.
As Xin Lin was worrying, she felt a gaze sweep over.
Monk Fengxi, wearing a bamboo hat, looked up.
Uh!
Beneath the bamboo hat, those eyes seemed to penetrate everything.
"Don't make a sound."
The next moment, Xin Lin felt a chill beside her, as something enveloped her whole body, and she was embraced by Gui Hu.
A refreshing coolness hit her face, like eating a scoop of ice cream in summer.
Her drifting soul body suddenly stabilized, like a ship wavering on the sea suddenly sailing into a calm harbor.
Xin Lin's petite body nestled in Gui Hu's embrace.
This wasn't Xin Lin's first close contact with the Pride Corpse.
Last time, in a coffin, they even had more intimate actions... but it felt somewhat different now.
She heard a thumping heartbeat.
